Wang Meng lying on the roof and more than 60 special forces with loaded guns and live ammunition are about to be subverted, where have they ever seen this kind of scene in their lives, this guy, a small Li Jiawan, is hiding such a bizarre thing, is this the rhythm of alien insects to invade the earth?

This is only a scene that appeared in science fiction movies, how could it happen in reality? They lay there, like wood carvings and clay sculptures, they didn't dare to move, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of air. The palms of his hands were covered with sweat, and the whole handle of the gun was about to be crushed by them.

"It's scary!"

"Boy, there are really two hits! Otherwise, you can do it with Uncle Ben, and Uncle Ben will give you a rudder to do, how about it?"

Black Armor's wishful thinking is also crackling.

"Have you ever seen someone in the company of brutes?"

Mu Ping calmly glanced at the three girls on Hei Jia's back, he didn't know what means Hei Jia used, such a drastic movement, the three women were as steady as a rock, and there was no sign of sliding at all, which made him feel a lot more relieved, otherwise he would really be distracted to take care of the three of them.

"Look for death! You dare to scold Uncle Ben for being a brute?!"

Black Armor was enraged all of a sudden. He took a step back, slammed into the ground, opened his bloody mouth, and with a "poof", a black mist about one meter in diameter erupted from his mouth, forming a cloud of smoke bombs and attacking Mu Ping.

"Natal Skill - Poisonous Mist?

Mu Ping smiled slightly, after such a long period of recovery, coupled with the frenzied absorption of the attributeless aura in the mid-grade spirit stone, his wood vitality had recovered more than ninety percent, and his spiritual power had also recovered about seventy percent.

I saw him jump high, suddenly exceeding the height of the black armor, his right hand in mid-air was linked, and the sword qi turned into a snow-bright dagger with a length of a ruler, cutting towards the black mist, and at the same time, the sword qi also split into two wisps, and flew quietly towards the eyes of the black armor.

At first, it was in the courtyard of the village committee, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it hit the streets of the village, and then went to the direction of Fenshan.

Everywhere we passed, all the houses were in ruins, but fortunately, the villagers here were evacuated in advance, and even then, the houses in the small half of the village collapsed, and the damage caused was immeasurable.

Li Zhanyuan looked at the ruins of Lijiawan, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly, this level of battle was not something he could get involved in at all.

Liu Bing had already lowered his arrogant head.

"Strong, Mu Ping is too strong!" Compared with Mu Ping, he feels like a frog at the bottom of a well, or a toad lying on the road, he wanted to pretend to be a little jeep, but a gust of wind can blow him away, it's ridiculous that he still thinks that he and Mu Ping are half a catty and eight taels, but in fact, what is the difference between a star and a half?!

He is also very glad that if he didn't invite the great god Mu Ping this time, the last moment of that yin ghost completely surrounded him, his life may not be saved, speaking of which, Mu Ping is still his savior!

"Keep up!"

Li Zhanyuan waved his hand at the more than 60 special forces on the roof and Wang Meng, who led the team, knowing that he was invincible, but retreating at this time was definitely not the character of a soldier. As an iron-blooded soldier, he only fell down with a bullet in the chest, and there is no reason to be a deserter or a melon-eating masses!

With a "hula" sound, more than 60 special forces and more than 30 special combat team members who were ambushed in the room jumped down, rushed out, pulled the bolt and loaded it, formed a battle formation in an orderly manner, and searched and advanced in the direction where Mu Ping and Hei Jia left.

"Boy, if I were you, I would seriously consider Uncle Ben's proposal, only cultivation is the last word, as for the lives of ordinary mortals, they are all floating clouds and grass mustard, even if we don't kill them and don't use them, in a few decades, they will turn into a pinch of loess!

Hei Jia tried to brainwash Mu Ping while fighting back.

Mu Ping didn't bother to pay attention to Hei Jia's verbosity, because through the battle with Hei Jia, he felt that his spiritual power was more and more in line with this body, and there was a faint possibility of continuing to break through, and after he was supplemented by the Zhongpin Spirit Stone, the wood vitality in his body was like a perpetual motion machine, constantly replenishing, and through this high-intensity battle, he felt that he had touched the barrier of the fifth layer of the transformation tree, and he could break through in minutes.

"Die with your fallacy!"

He swung his sword and slashed at one of the black armor's backs!

"Click", the retreat broke in response, and his body also "clicked", a membrane seemed to be broken, and Mu Yuanqi was like a torrent, and instantly walked away from the body, and his Dan

Tian also opened a circle, and his spiritual power also rose, radiating out all of a sudden, and the coverage area rose to a hundred meters. A powerful feeling emanated from the body, and the momentum of the whole person also increased a lot.

"You actually broke through in battle?"

Hei Jia looked at Mu Ping in surprise, forgetting that one of his legs had been cut off by the latter, "You are so wicked!"

He had also seen a breakthrough in battle, but it was the first time he had seen this kind of situation of cutting off someone else's leg and breaking through, and his heart was suddenly clouded. Although he couldn't see the specific cultivation of this kid in front of him, he knew that he was already at the peak of the middle stage of the third-level demon beast, and when converted into a human monk, he was about to catch up with the ninth layer of the qi cultivation period, where did this kid break through?

"Run!"

It was the first time he had the idea of running away.

Mu Ping's spiritual power radiated out, and then he saw clearly that the three girls were imprisoned on the back of Hei Jia by a formation, although the formation was a first-level formation, vulgar, but it was quite weird, such a big movement, it was not damaged at all.

"Kill!"

Cultivating to the fifth layer of the Transformation Tree also gave Mu Ping great confidence, and he wielded his soft sword and unleashed a sword aura at the sixteen five-foot-long and one-foot-thick giant legs of the black armor.

"Poof! poof!"

Four more giant legs were slashed by the sword qi and severed in two.

"Whew-poof!"

Black Armor let out a howl similar to thunder, and his body staggered, and he almost fell, and he straightened his body, and a puff of yellow smoke erupted from his buttocks, and the remaining eleven legs kicked the wind, and a few jumps, and disappeared into the night.

"It's still a farting beetle!"

Mu Zifeng was also speechless for a while, and quickly closed his breathing, changing from external breathing to internal breathing, because he found that the yellow smoke sprayed out from behind the buttocks of Hei Jia, in addition to the extremely unpleasant smell, was also highly toxic, if he accidentally inhaled a little, even if he had to spend a lot of effort to expel it.

But his body didn't stop for a moment because of the yellow mist, and his mental power locked on the figure of the black armor and quickly chased after him.

Suddenly, two dark shadows struck him.

(End of chapter)